Newt’s Last Stand: Dispatches From The Frontlines of Republican Politics, Part 4 (Fin)

The next day approached like an ominous cloud off in the distance, hailing the coming of a dark and terrible storm. Newt’s flight arrived in town that night and I was set to interview him at, “a time of his convenience,” according to his traveling press secretary, a smarmy little rat-faced fella by the name of Ned. To prepare, instead of doing research or talking to others in the campaign who’d dealt with him directly, I decided to harken back to my days in a traveling minstrel show, and use my acting abilities to climb inside Newt’s psyche.